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I cry and often for get to ask why On some days I’m fine But it’s times like now That I find out That life is just a game And I am trying to figure out Why I came
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Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 8:36 PM UTC
Just A Game
I cry and often for get to ask why On some days I’m fine But it’s times like now That I find out That life is just a game And I am trying to figure out Why I came
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18/M/Chehalis
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 8:36 PM UTC
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